"Do you think if we take a photo of the buildings here, our brother could find us based on it?" Lin Wanning teased with a laugh as they entered University T.
"That sounds like a fun idea to try!" Li Qingxue was immediately intrigued by the suggestion and eagerly pulled Hu Yuying along to give it a shot.
Hu Yuying felt a flicker of anticipation in her heart—if Long Aotian saw that she’d come to visit him, would he be happy?
"Lower your phone a bit and shoot from below—it’ll make you look taller."
Hearing the voice, they instinctively turned toward the speaker.
Seeing it was a beautiful girl, Li Qingxue smiled and said, "Thank you."
Shen Mengjie wasn’t sure how to describe the expression on the girl’s face—perhaps it reminded her of the kind of pure, genuine joy she herself had once known.
This ethereal, cool-faced girl looked familiar.
Her gaze lingered longer on Hu Yuying.
Noticing she was being watched, Hu Yuying politely greeted, "Hello."
Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying a gentle warmth.
Shen Mengjie paused for a moment before smiling back. "Hello."
It wasn’t just her imagination—there was something about this girl that faintly reminded her of Long Aotian...
"You’re not from University T, are you?"
The three shook their heads.
"I overheard you talking about taking a photo—would you like some help?"
Since one of them would have to be behind the camera, they couldn’t all be in the shot together. If possible, they’d prefer to appear in the same photo.
"Then thank you!" Li Qingxue beamed, her youthful energy radiating as her dimples peeked through, adding a touch of playful charm.
She happily handed her phone to Shen Mengjie and joined Hu Yuying and Lin Wanning.
"Thank you," Hu Yuying added softly, her eyes warm and sincere.
As the three stood together, even Shen Mengjie couldn’t help but stare for a second.
But she quickly composed herself, crouching down to take the photo.
"All done."
She returned the phone to Li Qingxue with a smile.
After admiring the photo, the trio thanked Shen Mengjie again.
"No need, it was nothing. Are you here to meet someone?" Shen Mengjie asked carefully.
"Yeah, my best friend’s boyfriend studies here."
"Qingxue!" Hu Yuying’s cheeks flushed pink as she lightly scolded her, signaling her to stop oversharing.
Hearing this, Shen Mengjie studied Hu Yuying more closely.
A memory surfaced—when she’d tricked Long Aotian into coming to the field, he’d once said, "She always says she’s the luckiest person in the world, but I’m the one who’s lucky to have her."
Now, seeing how easily flustered she was, it made sense.
"The campus is huge. Who are you looking for? If you know their major, I might be able to point you in the right direction."
After a moment’s thought, Hu Yuying decided it’d be better to find Long Aotian herself rather than wait for him. Plus, she could see what his daily life was like.
"Long Aotian from the Sports Department."
"If it’s the Sports Department, they’re probably in specialized training right now. I can take you there—you might find him."
The three were surprised. In such a vast campus, they’d randomly met someone who actually knew where Long Aotian was.
Noticing their astonishment, Shen Mengjie smiled faintly. "I’m in the Sports Department too. Long Aotian is pretty well-known there, so that’s how I knew."
"Long Aotian is that famous?" Li Qingxue couldn’t hide her surprise.
"Yeah, he’s got a lot of friends." As she said this, she subtly pursed her lips.
Then her gaze returned to Hu Yuying. "Have you known Long Aotian for long?"
Realizing she might have sounded too eager, she quickly added, "Sorry, I’m just a little nosy and curious..."
Gossip and curiosity were things every girl indulged in—even Hu Yuying was no exception—so she just smiled. "It’s fine. We met back in our senior year of high school."
As they talked, Shen Mengjie led the three to the sports field.
Despite the crowd, Hu Yuying spotted Long Aotian instantly. Pointing excitedly, she turned to Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning. "Look, there’s Long Aotian!"
Li Qingxue, Lin Wanning, and even Shen Mengjie followed her finger before finally noticing him.
Under the afternoon sun, the young man stood on the basketball court, his loose jersey damp with sweat.
The ball spun in his hands as he pivoted, his movements swift and fluid. He dashed across the court, channeling raw power and speed.
A quick breakthrough, a smooth shot—swish!
As the ball sailed through the hoop, he raised a triumphant fist, his sweat-streaked face lit with a bright, dazzling grin.
"Long Aotian, go get 'em!!"
Hearing the cheer, Long Aotian turned. His eyes widened briefly before he grinned and waved, jogging toward the sidelines.
His back straight, his steps light, his gaze locked onto Hu Yuying with nothing but adoration.
"You came?"
Without thinking, he draped his jacket over her shoulders.
Hu Yuying gazed up at him, letting him fuss over her. Rising on her toes, she gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with her fingertips.
"Uh, hello? We’re still here too," Li Qingxue deadpanned.
"Brother," Lin Wanning chimed in.
"How’d you find me?" Long Aotian asked, ruffling Hu Yuying’s hair.
The three glanced around, but the girl who’d guided them was nowhere in sight.
"A girl from your department brought us here."
"Huh? She was just here a second ago."
"Maybe she left once she saw we found you."
"Bro, go shower already—you’re getting sweat all over Yuying’s head," Lin Wanning teased.
"I don’t mind. Long Aotian can do whatever he wants," Hu Yuying insisted. She really didn’t care—in fact, she liked it.
Sometimes when he held her while sleeping, his warmth made her sweat, but he never complained. Instead, he’d gently wipe it away for her.
So what did it matter? It was just Long Aotian being Long Aotian.
Taking Lin Wanning’s advice, Long Aotian led them to a bench near the dorm. "Wait here—I’ll be quick."
After making sure they were settled, he jogged off toward the dorm.
Watching his retreating figure from a distance, Shen Mengjie absentmindedly lifted a hand to her own hair, mimicking the way he’d touched Hu Yuying’s.
That vibrant, radiant version of Long Aotian—she’d never seen him like that around anyone else...
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s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
